Marcus Lopez Deadly Class Novels & Stories

“Don’t tell the other Elders. They’re such sissies that they may decide to cancel the Council meeting. We need to get all those members here so I can tell one way or another if the rumours of this war are true.” That, Marcus believed. His father had a way of sniffing out lies—his one true gift, and the reason Marcus had never lied to him before. He hadn’t been caught already because Alessandro had been distracted. Marcello DeLuca, the most loyal vampire to ever walk the earth. The perfect soldier. What a joke that was, now. Alessandro sighed, surveying the destruction. “I need someone to clean this up.”

The truth hit Lorenzo like a sledgehammer, shattering his last shred of dignity. Humiliation, jealousy, and despair intertwined, completely destroying his reason. "I'll kill you! I'll kill you both!" Like a mad dog, Lorenzo pulled a switchblade from somewhere and roared, trying to climb over the gate, his eyes filled with a suicidal madness. "Elena is mine! No one takes her from me!" However, before he could even land... Without waiting for my order, Marco shot forward like a black bolt of lightning. The moment the gate opened, Marco executed a clean, military-grade takedown, kicking the knife out of Lorenzo's hand with precision.

As soon as I got to my office, my eyes looked inside, and just as they did, my whole body froze at the scene before me… Marcos was sitting on the floor, staring blankly at the gun in his hand, blood covering his hands… A few centimeters away from him on the floor lay Remos. His eyes were wide open, a huge pool of blood beneath him… He was dead, killed by Marcos. “What did you do?” I yelled, my voice echoing through the entire room. Marcos suddenly stood, his steps were heavy as he approached me. “It was self defense” My eyes travelled back to look at Remos.

| 17 Kayzel_123: Ecto? | Mrs. Lapuz watches in horror as rival players gather around Ecto and batter him with various weapons. These warriors are different from the earlier fare of goblins and zombies. Mrs. Lapuz counts five players and they’re all attractive. To her, they look like superheroes in Marvel movies because even when they look weird or dark, they’re still stylish.

Raven said the moment the elevator doors slid open. I frowned. “What is it?” He turned his tablet to face me. The headline read: ‘M Signature Again—Four Found Dead Last Night with the M Boldly Carved on Their Foreheads.’ I felt the rage coil tight in my gut. My fists clenched so hard my nails dug into my palms. What the fuck is going on? “Where’s Luciano?” I barked. “I just checked on him a few minutes ago. He’s still in the dungeon,” Raven replied.

Alpha Lyon narrowed his eyes and something flickered in them as he gazed at her trembling form. "I'm sorry Derek but she's mine already." He said and showed Derek the mark on her neck. He couldn't believe that Lyon had played such a smart move and he couldn't attack her anymore. He didn't want to retreat but Alpha Lyon was way stronger than him and fighting with him was more like a death sentence. "I see. I didn't know but definitely she's not from your pack why don't you just give her back," He said. Lyon felt like he was challenging him and there's nothing he loved more than a good challenge.

Or theirs, I'm more worried if I'm going to live up to whatever expectations are going to be. Am I going to live up to the reputation that they will start to gain as they start t do more missions and get deeper into the dark seedy underbelly of drugs, sex and money. I know that the Lopez brothers are known for being sick in the head for their twisted games and underground maze that's used for torturing those who cross them. I mean they literally just held a whole big announcement of their engagement and killed a few people. Even Indi joined in on the games.

Elize asked. 'Who says?' Elize looked at Dark, standing next to Sparrow, holding a card. Dark read the card. 'Raymond de los Santos. Died at two in the morning. Cause of death, head gunshot. ' Dark said. 'You know what to do.' Lucian said. Elize ran as Sparrow fired a series of shots at her. She can avoid the bullets because of Lucian's protection. Elize avoids it because she sees it coming as if it were a slow motion.

Dante moved. Fast. Violent. His fist aimed at Marcus's face. Marcus didn't block. He took the punch full force, and blood exploded from his nose. He laughed. "Feel better?" Marcus asked, spitting blood. "Does violence make you feel like you've fixed something? Does hitting me change the fact that your organization is about to collapse?" "Marco," Dante said quietly. "How many people in your team reported directly to the Carozzas?" Marco's face went very still.

Vivienne’s POV “Shit.” Lisa’s face paled. “He didn’t tell you? Elias comes from one of the biggest mafia families in Italy. The Baliy. You’ve never heard of them?” My blood ran cold. “Weapons and drugs. That family?” Lisa nodded grimly. “Yep. The biggest. If you thought Kael was bad in New York, imagine him multiplied by a hundred.” She sank onto the bed with a sigh. “How do you know Elias?”